This he was able to do, for there were large windows in the stable and it was as light as Mr.Wood's house was.
"No dark corners here, eh Joe!" said Mr.Wood, as he came out of the stall and passed me to get a bottle from a shelf.

"When this stable was built, I said no dirt holes for careless men here.

I want the sun to shine in the corners, and I don't want my horses to smell bad smells, for they hate them, and I don't want them starting when they go into the light of day, just because they've been kept in a black hole of a stable, and I've never had a.

sick horse yet." He poured something from a bottle into a saucer and went back to Pacer with it.

I followed him and stood outside.